Get with me if you want to move up in rank. I'm going to change up the pack tasks for a little change of pace.
Congratulations to Adrian on her promotion to Governess. She will handle the guidance and teaching of our young pups in Iromar.
If you have a ^ next to your name, that means you're up for promotion so see me or send me a message on Discord so we can see where to move you. All others interested in specializing or getting a rank, let me know so we can figure out how to make that happen.
The pack board has been updated. If you wanted to remain a member, let me know either on here or Discord and I'll get you back on the board. Otherwise, let's have a thread!
I know I had a couple replies for the training with Spirane so I will be starting that thread soon. Stay tuned!
I am still working on an alliance with Diveen and Asteraia so stay tuned. If you have any information or would like to help, please let me know. If anyone has any ideas to promote activity within the pack, also, let me know. I am open for plots and such! Meanwhile, thank you all for your continued support of the pack.
last blues for bloody knuckles, [birthing] IP: 124.181.15.43 Posted on July 3, 2013 at 05:50:46 AM by R U V I N D R A
restless: i found your weakness
Nero, Vague and now Paldor. Nero had given her quite the handful; a daughter who swore she could read the very stars at times, and son and daughter who had become one, viciously inclined as they were. Vague had given her but so much loss - Elric, Ajax, Crystarium. But he had given her Vidar, too, and Ska who had brought her great joy on multiple occasions. But Paldor brought her something she had not expected, had not felt so much before - he brought with him peace. Even her pregnancy had gone relatively peacefully and she had not brooded over the broadness of her belly or the influx of her hormones. Perhaps it was third times the charm that she had finally found somebody rather than having been found; Nero had been thrown to her by Fate but he had been the first to approach. She had thieved Vague out of mere curiosity but it had been he who had approached her. Paldor, well, she felt as if it were her doing that had secured him by her side. After all, had she not hunted for him only to be won by his strangeness? She had sworn he was going to die that day... now look at her.
She lay within her newly found den, one so recently dug out to erase the scent of Vague from around her. It felt wrong to dwell within such a place, to give birth once more where she had given Vague his daughter. She had been there for some time, simply biding her time in anticipation for the grueling task ahead of her - her fourth litter, after all, she knew what to expect. Her body was hardwired to recognise the subtle change within her and she refused to be caught off guard; if Paldor sought her out, then so be it. Not once had she had a problem with bringing new life into the world; it made the naming task much easier, did it not? She smiled in humor, stretching out as another ripple of subtle pain moved down her stomach. They were preparing herself and she knew they would come soon - as if on command, the pain intensified, her teeth suddenly biting down on one another with a quiet growl. This was the part she did not enjoy, even if she expected it.
The first to come was a small thing - delicate, she thought, as she coddled the boy immediately. She wasted no time placing him by her stomach, licking over his form and nuzzling him so that he cried out in protest. She liked to ensure they were strong, particularly with the pup being so... small, much smaller than she had remembered them being. White, too, nothing but white. Honestly, she hadn't expected much more but sometimes she was surprised, no?
It didn't take long for the next to come - another son, another crying ball of smallness and white. By this point, she was quite... puzzled. Part of her had expected a splash of colour, something to distinguish him from the other but alas, nothing. Not even a single grew hair marked his body - she had checked as he fed, prodding hims gently to reveal his belly and legs. The third, too, came with relative ease some hours after the second - white! Blinding white though slightly larger than the first pair. And another son. She thought it futile to wait anymore as the pain to subside and she simply stared over the three children - all white, all male, all so small. Part of her expected another to come, a daughter perhaps? But no. It took her some hours of painlessness before she accepted the truth.
Three sons. Three pure white sons. That was it.
How am I going to tell them apart? She narrowed her eyes at the trio, watching them squirm over one another - she quickly lost track of which was firstborn and which was not. In frustration, she pulled the pups apart from one another, trying her hardest to paw and nudge them until they remained separate from one another. She wrapped her tail around one, using it as an effective barrier; the second lay by her stomach and she had shuffled herself into quite an awkward position so that she may lay her leg between the third and second. They could all feed but now... at least she could keep them separate until she could work something out.
"Okay," she nodded to herself with an exasperated sigh, refusing to sleep until the solution came to her.
"Istas -" she nudged the pup between her legs, "Vainglory -" the pup at her stomach, "And Wraith -" the final pup curled up at her tail.
Problem solved - for now, at least. And now she had nothing to do other than keep them apart and wait for Paldor to come work out his little issue - which was which and how the hell would they keep track.
Monarch
Pretty simple, Alpha of Iromar. Ultimate authority. What I say, goes.
Chief
The 'Co-Alpha'. He is her equal and has all the same authorities as she does. He is be respected and can take challenges and block steals.
Deputy
The Beta of Iromar. The most trusted wolf under the Alpha. Has all the same authorities of the Monarch in her absence. Second in command. Can block steals and take challenges.
Council
The advisor to the Monarch. One who's wisdom is often sought in matters of politics and war. Not necessarily an elder but someone the Monarch looks up to.
Trooper
The head warrior of Iromar. Shows the most skill in combat and has experience to back it up. Trains the soldiers and serves as their direct supervisor. Can block steals.
Stalker
The head hunter of Iromar. Shows the most skill in hunting and providing for the pack. Tasked with leading pack hunts and teaching the pups of the pack at designated times. Trains the hunters and serves as their direct supervisor. Can block steals.
Medic
The head healer of Iromar. Skilled in herbs and emergency medicine. Tasked with checking on the Monarch/Deputy after a challenge and also keeping up with mothers around birthing time. Trains the healers and serves as their direct supervisor. Can block steals.
Envoy
The head diplomat in Iromar. Skilled in matters of politics and conversation. Intelligent and witty, this wolf keeps the pack together as one while reaching out to potential allies for support. Council is their direct supervisor. Trains the diplomats and serves as their direct supervisor. Can block steals.
Governess
The guardian of offspring in Iromar. Skilled as a warrior and alert as a scout, this wolf is tasked with probably one of the most important jobs in Iromar, protecting the future of the pack and Moladian. They can watch the litter while the parents are off doing tasks, hunting, or just enjoying some quiet time. Can serve as guides for the pups, like having a full time guardian. Trains the teachers and serves as their direct supervisor. Can block steals.
Snoop
The head spy in Iromar. Skilled in maneuverability and blending in, this wolf must be a shadow when called upon. Tasked with finding out information about other packs or wolves when called upon, this wolf must be quick as well as witty, able to make anyone believe anything. Also serves as a thief when the need arises. Trains the spies and serves as their direct supervisor. Can block steals.
Chronicler
The head story teller of Iromar. This wolf has done their research on all things Iromar and Moladian. They can give a good history lesson or spin a tale on demand when the younger minds call for distraction. Able to captivate an audience. May even help with speeches for the Monarch when necessary. No one to train but the pups or even adults of Iromar when they have questions or curiosity about the past. This wolf may even be called upon by the Council at times. Can block steals.
Soothsayer
The seer of Iromar. This is a special rank made specifically for a wolf with "the sight." Consider her an advisor/spy of sorts for the alpha and rest of the pack. She/he can gather intel from outside or supernatural forces. You don't have to believe in the magic of this ability for any wolf with this rank will be respected as a ranked member of the pack. Can block steals.
Warriors- Members of the Iromar army. Skilled in combat and overseen by the Trooper.
Hunters- Providers for Iromar. Skilled in scavenging and hunting.
Healers- Doctors of Iromar. Skilled in herbs and emergency medicine for those in need.
Diplomats- Extroverts of Iromar. Skilled in politics and overall conversation.
Spies- Scouts and thieves of Iromar. Skilled in blending in and masking themselves when called upon.
Teachers- Guardians of the youth of Iromar. Skilled in defense and culture. They shape the young minds of the future.
Children-The pups of Iromar. To be cherished as they are precious for the future of the land. Shape them and mold them into something we can all be proud of.
Members- Overall pack members of Iromar. Not specialized in a particular field yet but just as important to the population.
